I just read an interview with Tig Notaro and then had an imaginary rant in my head about there being no such thing as god or karma or the idea of the “universe providing” you with stuff and then I left the house to go buy a bottle of Ibuprofen (because my left testicle still hurts) and I, swear to god, found this on my street. My beliefs are unchanged but I love synchronicity. (Taken with Instagram)
